All is Home

January 6, 2007

Poetry, Uncategorized

Winter has finally made her presence felt.

Our walks are shorter,
Kitten and I hurry indoors,
And look at her through our window.
The evening light too, runs home
to her fireplace.
But who will take home
this one sentinel I see
standing strong, braving the winds,
with no warm soup.
Yes I know, I told her, your tree is alive.
Now, go home, be warm.
She smiled, fluttered and said,
I am home, love,
I am home.

~this was written by my friend Nikki
Check out more of her wonderful poetry on her Zaadz blog

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...

Subscribe

Choose How You'd Like to BE in the Flow... (any or all, it's your choice!)

No comments yet.

Leave a Reply

CommentLuv badge
UA-15490555-1